Cocteau Twins "Fotzepolitic" |
They're young girl's dreams. True some do it and shoot Like the penny-lit stars What I was just rude Like the scary hairs on our singing hoof Like the scary hairs on our singing hooves They move A family fool, but it's you, I can swoon inside me Then you'll accept my things A coloured star, but I feel strong Luck when bound lonely to Lars When I'm empty headed See �n saw bounce me back to you� Will you? See �n saw bounce me back to you� Will you� Oh will you? My dreams are low, they're sick and must be drossed They're young girl's dreams. See �n saw bounce me back to you� Will you? See �n saw bounce me back to you� Will you� Oh will you? See �n saw bounce me back to you See �n saw bounce me back to you See �n saw bounce me back to you Will you? See �n saw bounce me back to you See �n saw bounce me back to you See �n saw bounce me back to you Will you? Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |